One of my students....had terrible life and terrible trerrible PTSD
used to cry at night in the dorms scared to death
the students and faculty -the school were so impatient and mean...
couldnt believe how ignorant they could be
my instructor were hard on her.......because she was soo protective of the horses
and would cry when the wanted her to use the crop on a horse...
clue......less.............................people ...........................blind as hello...
this
was her senstivity............not a fault.......................a gift
society doesnt get it
what a joy
when senstivie people are protetted and their gifts
are allowed..
t o finally be shared with the world..........
growing up with concrete parents....
what a joy
senstive people
can be .....once they find their element and niche.......
what a joy.....to see .....u soar......masters of differnt air ways......